Our two illegal Serbia hoppers have an early start. Well-equipped with necessary and important stuff (identity card, cell phone, daypack, water) they wander downstream in the morning light. While the rest of the crew has an audience at the police station once again (hirarchy rules!) amd get back their passports, our semi-legal friends spend an exciting day and cross borders without valid papers. Swimming from the Serbian to the Croatian riverside, suffering heat and mosquito attacks, fighting their way through djungly swamp lands, theu are quite down when we give them a hand to get on bord again. We had no idea what would expect us when we found a perfect looking sandy beach where we wanted to stay for the night. It started during s